Matt DeMello - Strike Fear

I strike fear in the ones I love
Just to see the kind of stuff they are made of
I strike fear in the hearts of friends
And if you're not careful I might do it again

I strike fear in my enemies
When they refuse to do exactly as I please
I strike fear in the heart of destiny
And exacerbate the effects of my social entropy
I try to hold tight, yes I try to hold tight to the goodwill I have spent

I break bread with strangers lost
You never know what a worthwhile ally costs
I break bread for the government
Cuz a dollar wasted is as good as a dollar spent
I take time to investigate
The time it takes to reach a thousand centigrade

I strike fear in my enemies
When they refuse to do exactly as I please
I strike fear in the heart of destiny
And exacerbate the effects of my social entropy
And I strike fear in my acquaintances
Just to find out what, just to find out what my reputation really is

And in the land of the idiot-blind the suicide is king
For a day until someone else can sing
So persuasively

I strike fear in the ones I love
Just to see the kind of stuff they are made of
I strike fear in the hearts of friends
And if you're not careful I might do it again
Just to find out what, just to find out what the fragrance is
Of holding on tight, yes!
Holding on tight to the goodwill I have spent

Written by:
Matthew DeMello

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